Fleeting Thoughts:
Yes, there is quite a bit of me that keeps memories close. My current realization is that “In the old days” times were tight with money, times were physically harder and people leaned on each other to make it. No one had their own full set of tools or equipment from A to Z. Hiring outside services to keep the farms and homes going was not thought of. People came together and pooled their talents, equipment and tools. Of course, I am remembering my Dad and his five brothers. No building too large, no amount of concrete to be mixed and poured too much, no amount of harvest to be finished before winter hit was considered . . . it was tackled and completed. Today, the fierce independence takes away any chance or possibility of needing someone else coming into the mix. Independence is great, but much is lost. I think the “Good old days” had a lot to offer mankind.